Friday, January 20, 2006

my toyboy

Since everyone is blogging about their girlfriends and boyfriends...

Meet my toyboy, Balakrishnan A/L Applanaidu, who I fondly call Bala. His Muslim name is Bob, but I didn’t sunat him because I’m not that skilled a photographer, it’ll mean harder work to produce good pictures if he gets sunated.

Bala has been loyal to me since I started work. He requires special 120 medium format film, which I had to buy from a Kodak sales and marketing guy. The stupid sales and marketing guy is moving to another company next month, which means I have to tackle another sales and marketing guy so that I’ll get my usual supply at supplier’s price. Ish!

Bala is a simple plastic camera; nothing like Cekya’s Lumix, Ah Beng’s Nikon or Enche Zul’s Leica and even the cameras Enche Zuhri is contemplating buying. Wegra paid about 45 quid for Bala. Bala is also very the stubborn, ala ala degil terlampau gituh! I feed him a composition with detailed specs, he’ll produce something else. His end results always baffled me. Oh, but then maybe it me; I'm the crappy photographer here. Nonetheless, people compliment our team effort as creative. Even the light leaks people say creative. I always shy2 cat and answered that it was Bala, he’s got that creative soul. But after saying that people would look at me one kind, probably thinking I’m a looney case. So now I take the compliments and stash them under my bed. Sorry, Bala!

Here are sample pictures by Bala’s siblings owned by other Holga enthusiasts. *Wegra doesn’t have the time to scan our photos and upload here*

The Embassy of the Republic of Cuba in collaboration with National Art Gallery request the pleasure of your company to the screening of Cuban filmsin conjunction with the visit of Mr. Sergio Corrieri Hernandez, renowned Cuban movie director and actor

that's another baffling question. it could be the first floor. but let me describe the shop. it has white washed wall, the products they sell are contemporary interior items. hmmm ... their shop logo is white ... hmmm ...